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nick menn - legend in the city lyrics

(hook) (x8)
you’re a legend in the city

(verse 1)
old school caddy, peep the golf swing
preacher in the trap with the offering
just a fly white guy with no offspring
and you can trust me like the cross beam
you know i’m all about the money honey bee
b.b. king type of dream, when i’m in the streets
breeze through the trees as i breathe on the finest green
ain’t no “i” in “team”, but the whole scene, they be eying me
i keep the money creased in the jeans, the irony
is i won’t wear this pair again, so no ironing
round here they keep the iron bored to let off steam
so i keep the bored muhf-ckas far away from me
keep my conscious clean right along with the records
so the only bars i’m seeing is the bars that i’m blessed with
always come direct so i have faith in my direction
and i move correct so i won’t end up in corrections

(hook) (x8)
you’re a legend in the city

(verse 2)
only whining that i do is when i dine a bit
only time i drop a dime is writing off a chick
that’s why i keep my p.i.c about that win life
the yankees win, because they’re lookin’ at the pinstripes
bob marley doobies watching chris farley movies
rowdy rod piper goonies if you wanna act stupid
making sure the price is right, bob barker duties
keep red and blue off my -ss, like harley quinn’s booty
people always making list and -ssuming
a city full of mel kiper jrs
they can’t smell the roses, or the tulips
or the violets, or the lilacs, or dahlias, or petunias
bound to find some saints and losers deep in saint louis
i was named after st. nick, and my dad’s name is louis
but no matter what my name is that don’t take from what i’m doing
even if my body of work is destroyed, it won’t be ruined

(hook) (x8)

(verse 3)
fast life living in the slow lane
tell my haters ciao eating lo mein
you gotta take a lot of pain to be a pro mane
then ignite all of that flame with some propage
make sure you take a proper gander at the propaganda
they try to stop the jammin when they just don’t understand it
i mean they rarely give a chance to smino
he one of the best things going since the dance at mono
cruise through the city in the night time
the earth is like a wrecking ball, lookin’ at the skyline
connect the chain from the crane to the arch
and swing it through the galaxy until we meet our mark
or turn to toasted ravioli if you got beef
or just keep sh-t moving if you got feet
we’ll let just the moves talk like they got t–th
and be in a legend in the city like i’m kat. d
r.i.p.,

- nick menn lyrics

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